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Thank you.

Thank you Lord for the strength to get through each day.  Thank you for my son who worries for me and is determined I stick around as long as possible.  196 more words

Life Or Something Like It

Weary Paws

On weary paws
Through stretched out days
Blood stained claws
To memory fades.
“No rest for the wicked”
An unfair sentiment?
Because he’s unrestful
Means he’s not innocent? 53 more words

Poetry

Let go of the steering wheel

On the way to bring kids to school this morning I started thinking about, aka freaking out about, our financial situation. What could I sell, what could we do, to get by another week? 252 more words

Stretching My Faith

Shoes

I’ve never walked in the shoes of a police officer. I’ve never walked in the shoes of a black man.

Twitter and Facebook and the morning news tell me how to react, how to think, how to feel. 332 more words

Stretching My Faith

I've been trying to fix my pride but that shit's broken and I'm at an all-time low

Home for less than two weeks, and already I’ve been searching flights. To Italy, this time. To learn Italian in the morning and au pair in the afternoon and roam Europe on the weekends, or something to that effect. 641 more words

Life (or Something Like It)

Here's Your Sign

 Whether it was as a kid watching the scarlet blurs flit in and out of the pecan trees of my grandmother’s back yard, my fellow E. 437 more words

Life Or Something Like It

Losing It

Rain cascaded off of the hood of my slicker suit, past the eye cup of my camera, and dropped into the shin-deep water under my tripod. 879 more words

Life Or Something Like It